If Love Could Listen

There’s no doubt you’re my kryptonite,
And if we connected, a sea of emotions I’ll have to fight,
Intoxicating is your fragrance when the aroma is in the air,
My focus turns to you and now other things I no longer care,
Your face laced with a smile, begins to crumble this man,
I’ll empty my pockets to fulfill your every demand,
To hold or touch, love or feel,
My soul is now alarmed, and needs to chill,
Somehow, you obtain all my codes,
The ones to places, no one’s supposed to know,
Reserved for God, for His own time,
Prepared for Me, but given in time,
Left in wrong hands, my soul self destruct,
Needing repentance in order to reconstruct,
Amazing the damage, an attraction can cause,
Being with you, would surely be my fall,
I keep my distance and mine my own business,
But you seem to know, all the places I visit,
The residue of our past, is left in my system,
A process of removal, filled with attempts and tries,
The more I pull away, the more I feel I’ve died,
Sometimes I want you, and other times I miss you,
But my focus is on God, so there’s no time to please you,
I’ll never abandon you, for you’re always there,
And when I’m ready, I’ll be able to share,
When the times right, you’ll have my attention,
So listen to His desires, if you want me to listen.